How can I hope, day after day
to keep on finding things to say?
If I have touched essential grace
have laid it out so all can feel
its brightness and its deep embrace
what more, then, is there to reveal?
The answer comes in simple clues:
Each life is noted, each is news -
each pine needle bejeweled in dew
each tulip that unveils its hue -
There’s always something new in how
each living thing proclaims its now
So I can witness, marvel, and attend
to what is now, and now will never end.
©Wendy Mulhern
April 12, 2011
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